Grandpa
Tell me 'bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like
This world's gone crazy
Grandpa
Take me back to yesterday
Where the line between right and wrong
Didn't seem so hazy

Did lovers really fall in love to stay?
And stand beside each other come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say?
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Whoa, Grandpa
Tell me 'bout the good old days

Grandpa
Everything is changing fast
We call it progress
But I just don't know
And Grandpa
Let's wonder back into the past
And paint me the picture of long ago

Did lovers really fall in love to stay?
And stand beside each other come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say?
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Whoa, Grandpa
Tell me 'bout the good old days

Whoa, Grandpa
Tell me 'bout the good old days